Some people
I saw
Some daggers in their eyes
A constant gaze
The gaze about to kill me
Or provoke me
To an extent
That I do something
To turn the daggers away
Aimed at me
The whole bunch of people
And their common intent
Having daggers in their eyes
Unleashed
And in control of a spirit
A calm effect was needed
And after a night
The spirit had gone
Like a virus
And slowly
Softness retuning to the eyes
Of those people
Some evil averted
Or magic of the village
In a reality that was
Though not palpable
But for the spirit
Harsh
And my experiment with magic realism
So the realism was
Subjected to magic
With a long line
And a time span
But I knew what it was
Instead
The daggers were pulled down
Softness returning
Experimenting with magic realism
And some demons of love
Some vital interests
And the dark side of the feminine
daggers all around...you are right sadiq! a sincere mind easily recognizes these daggers…glad you come out successfully at the end of your experiments with so many... a poem having a magical effect.
This poem speaks of animosity and the powers unleashed by softer emotion; The poem is couched in terms that are unforgettable, one gets the impression that you are juggling with words, with the dexerity of the born poet. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, emotion, strong ambivalent feelings, sharp sight of animosity into talking eyes, short verses which intensify the strength of the emotion and the meaning. Great.10